Page 121 of Witch Undecided
“I’ll come back with you,” Pippa said. “There’s nothing more I can do here.” She smiled at the guys. “You need to keep her warm until this cold burn passes.”
They closed the door behind them, and I was alone with my mates. In bed. Naked. And all I could think about was curling up to stay warm.
God, my life was twisted.
The chill abateda little as the guys’ body heat seeped into me, but the cold burn was a steady ache in my blood that wouldn’t let up. I curled up against Tor’s wide chest with Leif pressed to my back, making sure to avoid the gauze-covered claw marks.
They held me silently for long minutes as my body shook, but even through the tremors, I was acutely aware of their velvet, taut skin against mine, the warmth of Leif’s breath on my nape, the brush of his silken hair on my shoulder, and the steady thud of their heartbeats.
I wriggled a little, and the steady tempo sped up. Fingers flexed against my skin, digging in slightly at my hip and waist.
We weren’t meant to be this close, and yet we were. It was new, but it was a natural progression.
Inevitable.
How could I have fought this even for one moment?
Leif stroked my side, fingers trailing down to my hip, and Tor took over the motion, hand sliding over my hip and onto my butt.
A gasp slipped past my lips and my pulse sped up, heat blooming low in my belly.
You can warm her up quicker if you make her orgasm,Rune said.
Leif tensed.
Tor cupped my ass. “What?”
Make her come and it’ll heat her up and ward off the worst of the cold burn.
The burst of desire in my belly intensified at the thought of being touched by them. I ached to have Tor’s thick fingers inside me and Leif’s hot mouth on my breasts. Oh shit, just thinking about them touching me, licking me, rubbing me was making my blood heat.
“Cora?” Tor looked down at me, his steel-gray eyes darkening. “Can we touch you? Make you feel good?”
The chill bit at me, eager to take hold again. I needed the heat, and I needed them to give it to me.
“Yes.” The word was a hungry whisper. “Please.”
Rune rose off my legs, and I made a sound of protest as he took his heat with him.
I’ll leave you to it. Call me when it’s done. I can’t be here knowing I can’t participate.
I lifted my head from Tor’s chest to catch Rune’s eyes. “Rune…” There was nothing to say to make this easier.
I know.He left the room.
“Fuck,” Leif said softly.
“Yeah,” Tor said.
The chill was under my skin again, spiking my blood. I’d told them I didn’t want to take our relationship out of the friend zone, but Leif and I had smashed that boundary to smithereens, and honestly, right now, sandwiched between the two of them, I didn’t give a fucking shit.
I wanted them.
“Guys, I need you.” I curled my hand around Tor’s nape and squeezed. “Now.”
“How do you want to do this?” Leif asked Tor.
But Tor’s gaze was fixed on my mouth, his breath fanning across my lips. He was about to kiss me. Our first kiss. My pulse throbbed painfully in my throat as his lips descended toward mine, and then he stopped, the corners of his mouth lifting in a teasing smile.
